2 - First Milking

Holly stepped over to the second man in the first row, eyeing his bound form as she did so. He was larger than the man Natalie had just milked, but it seemed that the horses were adjustable, as his bindings were identical. Holly noted that his arms were folded and secured to his sides, his large fists clenched and wrapped up in purpose made sacks of sturdy waterproof cloth. He wasn't going anywhere without help, which was reassuring to Holly.

She knelt down behind him, slightly to one side, and looked at his generous manhood. It was significantly larger than the set she had watched Natalie manipulate, and his hanging cock looked to be completely erect already, as if eagerly expecting her touch.

Holly realized that he surely was, in fact, quite eager for her to milk him, as it had probably been four or five hours since he had last been relieved. She removed the cap from her milk jug and attached the container to the bracket between the man's legs, as she had seen Natalie do. Then she reached out a hand, which she was surprised to see was trembling slightly, towards his thick penis.

Its warmth surprised her, as did its smooth softness. The fact that the penis before her could be so obviously hard and erect, yet still softly supple within her hand, was surprising. She could feel the pulsing throb of the man's heartbeat through his cock as well, almost as if the two organs were directly connected.

Holly began running her hand up and down the man's turgid shaft, also as she had seen Natalie do. After a few moments, she used her other hand to lightly cup the generous bulk of his testicles.

If man's penis had been surprisingly warm, his balls felt downright hot within their thin, protective sack of skin, and Holly uttered a small exclamation of surprise as she fondled them. She then turned when she heard Natalie chuckling lightly behind her.

"Pretty warm, aren't they? It's because they're working overtime to make as much semen as possible." Natalie said. "Many of the guys' balls are even hotter than that. It just means that their testicles are doing their job, that's all."

"So, you've already spent a couple minutes ogling that thing. Are you gonna milk it or what?" She then asked, teasingly.

Holly blushed, muttered a feeble excuse, then returned to her task.

"Haven't you ever seen one before now?" Natalie inquired.

"Well, aside from the one we dissected in human anatomy, I've only ever seen them on paper or in films." Holly admitted, a bit sheepishly.

"Ah, it was the same for me, when I started." Natalie replied, grinning. "Don't worry, you'll be intimately familiar with the things by the day's end."

Holly took Natalie's good natured ribbing with an amused, somewhat rueful smile, then focused on making the man before her ejaculate. She gripped the man's cock firmly and began stroking him in earnest. She rolled his hot testicles around in her other hand as she did so, and was rewarded with deep, rumbling moans of muffled pleasure.

"A lot of the guys like a few kisses on their balls, and if you really want them to come quickly, you can give their testicles a little suckle or two, as well." Natalie instructed.

Holly looked back at Natalie and raised her eyebrows inquiringly at this. Natalie simply nodded her head in encouragement, so Holly cupped the man's testicles, lightly licked her lips, then bent down and kissed each hot orb gently.

She received a drastically increased level of squirming from her male at this, so decided to go for broke. She enveloped the man's testicles, which were themselves squirming slightly within his ball-sack, and rolled them around in her mouth, sucking gently as she did so.

Holly felt it, both through her grip on his penis, as well as through his testicles within her mouth, as her man came. His whole body jerked with each pulsing ejaculation of semen that coursed from his genitals, in time with grunts of pleasure.

Holly was distracted from vicariously experiencing her first male orgasm by an amused snort from Natalie behind her.

"Um, good job, there, Holly. There's only one problem: you're missing."

Holly jerked her head back, letting the man's testicles slide from her mouth with a little popping sound, and looked down at the tip of his cock. It was completely out of alignment with the milk jug's opening, and each ropy pulse of semen was splattering onto the white, laminated floor beneath the container.

Holly let out a little surprised curse, then quickly pointed the cock in her hand straight down at the funnel shaped opening of the jug. In the end, she only wound up capturing a little less than half of the sticky fluid flowing out of the male, much to her chagrined disappointment.

"Don't worry about it, Holly. We all miss once in a while." Natalie said, patting the girl on the shoulder consolingly.

Natalie knelt down next to Holly, bent low, then ran a finger through one of the puddles of cooling, congealing semen on the floor. She brought the tip of her finger, which was thoroughly coated in the milky fluid, to her lips and sucked it clean, brows furrowed in thoughtful consideration as she did so.

Holly felt her eyebrows raise at this behavior.

"Uh, isn't that pretty dirty?" she asked, disbelief coloring her voice.

"Nah. The off shift crew leaves the floor clean enough to eat off of, literally." Natalie said, absently.

"Hmm, he still tastes pretty good, even after all this time." she continued, looking at her now clean finger thoughtfully.

"Who, him?" Holly asked, motioning towards the restrained man before them questioningly. "And does that stuff taste good raw?"

"Yeah, him. He's the one who has been here the longest, at this point. He was our top producer once, not that long ago." Natalie replied. "Here, try some."

Natalie swept her finger through the spilled semen again, then held the resulting gooey mess up to Holly's mouth, who shook her head and leaned away.

Natalie rolled her eyes, amused.

"Oh, go on. Try it. You may as well get a little taste of what you're going to be spending the next eight hours making." Natalie said.

Holly looked at Natalie, then back to Natalie's semen covered finger, one eyebrow raised questioningly. Then she sighed, shrugged, and slipped the finger between her lips.

It didn't taste quite like anything Holly had ever tasted before. It was a little salty, but not unpleasantly so. Still, as she licked Natalie's finger slowly clean, she wasn't sure if she liked the taste or not.

Holly's eyes met Natalie's as she ran her tongue over the woman's finger one last time. The eye contact lingered for a moment, then two. At once, both women blushed and looked away from each other, as Holly slid Natalie's finger from her mouth.

"I, uh.. I don't know if I like how he tastes, N-Natalie." Holly said, after a moment of awkwardness.

"Well, it's something of an acquired taste, in its unprocessed form." Natalie admitted, looking back at Holly as her blush started to fade.

"I actually enjoy it quite a bit, though." she continued.

"Sometimes, instead of using the milk jug, I'll milk one of these guys directly into my mouth. We're not supposed to, really, but it makes for a pretty good quick snack, if I missed breakfast or something." Natalie finished, with a shrug. "Anyway, enough dawdling. We need to get back to work. There's wipes on the shelf you can use to clean up the spill. Once you're done with that, start in on your next guy."

Holly did so, quickly wiping up the mess she had inadvertently made. After she discarded the sticky wipes in the small trash bin by the door, collected her milk jug, and had taken up position by her next male, she discovered, to her dismay, that Natalie had already milked her second guy and was somehow also nearly finished with her third.

Determined to catch up, or at least fall no further behind, Holly bent to her task with a will. Her second man's genitals were smaller, by a significant margin, than those of her first. Despite this apparent disadvantage, however, she soon discovered that he produced far more ejaculate, even taking in to account the amount she'd spilled, than had the huge fellow at the head of the column.

Holly's second man took much less time to milk than her first had, and her third took even less than that. Her pace really sped up when she remembered Natalie's advise to praise and encourage her men as she milked them. Holly found it surprising just how effective a tool her voice was in getting her guys to ejaculate quickly and efficiently. Even just humming quietly as she manipulated each man to orgasm improved her times by a fair margin.

Much more quickly than she had expected, Holly filled up her milk jug. She filled it to nearly overflowing, in fact, as it seemed like the male she finished off the jug with just wouldn't stop spurting. He did eventually stop though, and just in time. Holly carefully capped off her jug, then carried the surprisingly heavy container up to the refrigerator at the front of the room.

Natalie came up behind her, carrying a full jug of her own, just as Holly opened up the door to the fridge. Holly's satisfaction, at being able to fill her own jug up just as fast as Natalie had been able to fill up hers, evaporated when she spied two additional full jugs already within the refrigeration unit.

"What? Three jugs already?" Holly asked, in disbelief.

"Hah! Practice makes perfect, girl." Natalie replied with a laugh.

She grinned cheekily at her new coworker as she placed her full jug in the fridge next to Holly's. As she did, Holly noticed that her trainer was wearing less clothes than when they had started, about an hour before. Significantly less clothes, in fact.

"Umm.. Why're you topless?" Holly asked.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you: the less you wear, the quicker the guys are to come." Natalie replied easily.

"You're kidding me." said Holly, as she folded her arms across her chest and stared levelly at her topless coworker.

"I swear, it really does work. Men seem to like looking at and feeling our bare skin. Go figure, right?" said Natalie, holding her hands up and shrugging.

Holly gulped and blushed at the interesting oscillations Natalie's shrug produced within her bared flesh.

"Uh, do I need to go topless too, then?" Holly asked, trying very hard not to stare at Natalie's chest.

"You can if you want. I'd recommend it." Natalie replied. "But you don't have to if you don't want to."

"O-okay. Maybe later, then." Holly said, blushing even harder.

"That's fine. Lets get back to work, shall we?" said Natalie, motioning towards the room full of men before them.

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